Chapter 24

Qin Xuan's voice was not loud, but in the room, it was heard clearly by everyone.

"Rusty scrap?"

Li Wentao's face immediately turned extremely gloomy. The items his master had refined were always in high demand. Now, someone actually commented that the magical tools his master had refined were rusty scrap?

For a moment, everyone's gaze focused on Qin Xuan.

"Ha ha ha, Old Master Mo, who is this young man by your side? Could he be one of your Mo family's younger generation?" Zhou Qingguo laughed even louder, mocking, "To dare call Master Chen's magical tools rusty scrap, I am truly impressed."

Even the major families of Jing Shui City, who were on good terms with the Mo family, couldn't help but shake their heads slightly. Chen Fuyun was a renowned feng shui master in Linhai, and his magical tools were highly sought after, each one being priceless.

Mo Zhengfeng's face also turned somewhat unpleasant. He laughed bitterly, naturally not daring to say anything to Qin Xuan, and he didn't care about Zhou Qingguo's ridicule.

Qin Xuan sat in his place, feeling increasingly disappointed.

He had hoped to gain some benefits, but unexpectedly, they were all just trash. These four magical tools, at best, had only the faintest of array formations carved on them, far inferior to the lowest-grade magical tools in the cultivation world.

"Old Master Mo, it seems you have a keen eye. I, Zhou Qingguo, naturally dare not compare with the Mo family. How about this, I'll take all four magical tools." Zhou Qingguo laughed loudly, looking at Li Wentao, "Mr. Li, please name your price. Compared to the wild words of some young upstart, I naturally trust Master Chen's magical tools."

Qin Xuan glanced at Zhou Qingguo, feeling somewhat displeased.

He had intended to reveal the true nature of these so-called magical tools, but since Zhou Qingguo was willing to buy them, why would he stop him?

"What? You want them all!" Many people were not pleased. This time, there were only four magical tools, all crafted by Chen Fuyun.

Even if they were divided, one for each person, it wouldn't be enough. Zhou Qingguo actually wanted them all, not leaving any for them?

"What? Do you want to compete with me?" Zhou Qingguo's face gradually turned gloomy, making many people's expressions darken.

"Zhou Qingguo, this isn't Senyuan, it's not your turn to act recklessly!" Mo Yunyi stepped forward, his voice cold.

Bang!

With the same step, the bald man behind Zhou Qingguo stepped forward, his aura like a fierce wolf, making Mo Yunyi's body tremble slightly, forcing him to retreat, his face full of shock.

"An Inner Qi martial artist?!"

Someone stood up and exclaimed in surprise. This bald man was only in his thirties, yet he had already entered the ranks of Inner Qi martial artists. No wonder Zhou Qingguo dared to act so recklessly.

"Xiao Yi!" Mo Zhengfeng raised his hand slightly, and instantly, the pressure Mo Yunyi was under dissipated.

"Zhou Qingguo, don't push it too far. There are only four magical tools, take one or two of them..." Mo Zhengfeng's words were cut off by a voice.

"Since he wants them, give them all to him!" Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, "A pile of rusty scrap, if you trust me, give them all to him!"

Everyone was stunned again, especially Mo Zhengfeng, who turned to look at Qin Xuan, his heart trembling slightly.

If it were anyone else, Mo Zhengfeng wouldn't believe it for a moment. Chen Fuyun had been famous in Linhai for many years, how could his magical tools be "rusty scrap"?

But these words came from Qin Xuan, and Mo Zhengfeng had to carefully consider them.

Qin Xuan could heal his internal injuries and even complete the Ling Shui Jue. To describe Qin Xuan, Mo Zhengfeng could only use four words.

Unfathomable!

No one knew how many more astonishing abilities this seemingly ordinary young man possessed.

"Ha ha ha!" Zhou Qingguo laughed even more joyfully, looking at Mo Zhengfeng with ridicule, "Old Master Mo, why don't you quickly silence this young upstart? Who knows, he might be a feng shui master even stronger than Chen Fuyun?"

Many people around couldn't help but show a bitter smile, clearly hearing the ridicule in Zhou Qingguo's words.

Li Wentao's face turned even gloomier, and he scolded, "My master's divine power and the strength of his magical tools, how can they be commented on by a mere youth like you? Even if you are Old Master Mo's person, I cannot tolerate such an insult to my master."

Amidst the ridicule of the crowd, Mo Zhengfeng took a deep breath and slowly raised his head, "Zhou Qingguo, since you want these magical tools, take them all. I, Mo Zhengfeng, will not keep a single one!"

What?

The entire room suddenly fell into a silence, even the major families of Jing Shui City were stunned.

Is that young man crazy? Is Mo Zhengfeng also crazy?

To actually believe the wild words of that young man and think that Master Chen's magical tools are just rusty scrap?

Even Mo Qinglian couldn't help but exclaim, "Grandfather!"

That was Chen Fuyun. If today's events were to spread, it would be equivalent to offending Chen Fuyun. The power of a feng shui master was far greater than imagined. With just a word from Chen Fuyun, many families would be willing to risk their lives for a magical tool.

Mo Zhengfeng sighed in his heart, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

A few magical tools, how could they compare to the Ling Shui Jue? Magical tools were certainly good, but cultivation techniques were the foundation of the Mo family.

"Old Master Mo, I see you are really old!" Zhou Qingguo's smile gradually faded, turning into a cold expression, "To the point where you can't distinguish right from wrong, black from white."

"Ridiculous!"

Mo Yunyi shouted, and Mo Qinglian was also furious.

The major families around were also wavering. Although they were on good terms with the Mo family, the rise of Zhou Qingguo and the Zhou family was inevitable.

Zhou Qingguo's words, while mocking Mo Zhengfeng, were also a warning to them.

Mo Zhengfeng is old. Even if he was once prominent, he could not withstand the ravages of time. Mo Zhengfeng's two sons were indeed capable in the military and financial sectors, but they alone could not support the entire Mo family.

Li Wentao's gaze turned gloomy, and he glanced at Mo Zhengfeng, his voice cold, "I will report today's events to my master."

He turned to look at Zhou Qingguo, his expression slightly easing, "These four magical tools, my master has set the price at fifty million. If Mr. Zhou wants them, feel free to take them."

"Good!" Zhou Qingguo laughed loudly, basking in the limelight.

He gestured for the young man beside him to transfer the money to Li Wentao. A few minutes later, Li Wentao smiled.

During this process, the major families of Jing Shui City fell into a silence.

Mo Zhengfeng not competing for these four magical tools, how could they have the capital to compete with Zhou Qingguo? Watching these four magical tools about to be taken away by Zhou Qingguo, many people's brows were tightly furrowed, and their resentment towards Mo Zhengfeng grew.

"Chen, go and pack up the magical tools, let's go back." Zhou Qingguo said loudly, slowly standing up, his face beaming.

This time, he had the limelight and gained four magical tools refined by Master Chen, a bountiful harvest.

The young man stepped forward to pack up the magical tools. Suddenly, a faint voice came.

"Wait!"

Everyone looked over and saw Qin Xuan stand up, his hands in his pockets, a faint smile on his face.